who the fuck manages to eat three set separate meals at three set times of the day. who the fuck does that. i eat however much i’m hungry for whenever i’m hungry, which could be anywhere in the range of once a day, six times a day or constantly snacking, depending on the weather, how much i’ve slept, the phase of my menstrual cycle, how annoyed i am, how well i’m dressed, how much work i have to do, how much food i see that day, how gay i’m feeling,
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I fear to love you too much and lose you and suffer, and I also fear to not love you and miss a love chance and regret it. I live with you an unbalance state since I knew you, my life going perfectly, except my heart which is a mess. I always fear the endings, for I am used to lose anything I love, so please tell me : How can I love you without pain? And how can I not love you with regret?
أخاف أن أحبك جدا فأفقدك ثم أتألم، و أخاف أيضا أن لا أحبك فتضيع فرصة الحب فأندم، أعيش معك حالة لا توازن منذ أن عرفتك، حياتي تسير بإنتظام، ما عدا قلبي فإنه تسوده الفوضى. لكني أخشى النهايات دوما، فأنا قد اعتدت دائما أن أفقد أي شيء أحبه. أرجوك أخبرني : كيف أحبك بلا ألم؟ و كيف لا أحبك بلا ندم؟
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“I am going to make everything around me beautiful - that will be my life.”
— Elsie de Wolf (via quotemadness)
“Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.”
— Oscar Wilde (via quotemadness)
“Making someone laugh after they’ve just finished crying, is one of the most painfully beautiful things to ever exist.”
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“I see myself forever and ever as the ridiculous [person], the lonely soul, the wanderer, the restless frustrated artist, the [person] in love with love, always in search of the absolute, always seeking the unattainable.”
— Henry Miller (via quotemadness)
